Taking Carol

Chapter 20

CHAPTER 20 A Day At The Beach

Slut felt as self conscious as she ever had. Carrying all of the supplies Miss
Karen had decided to bring to the beach was very difficult. Miss Karen walked
ahead of her, carrying nothing. This would have made slut conspicuous enough,
but all she was permitted to wear was a little black knit mesh top that did
absolutely nothing to conceal her breasts, and the little black thong bottoms
she wore to lay out in. She felt practically naked, and knew that anyone who
noticed them would quickly understand that their relationship wasn't quite a
conventional one.

What gave her the strength (or was it weakness?) to carry on was her
undiminished horniness, fear of punishment, and her complete and all-consuming
lust and love for Miss Karen. She watched how she walked and marveled at how
good she looked and thought that everything about her was perfect, except
perhaps the cruel streak that could show itself at any time. Miss Karen wore a
bright green and blue floral bikini that was expertly suited to her athletic
figure, concealed under a sheer white wrap, flat sandals, and a large white sun
hat.

Slut knew the beach well, and was somewhat relieved that it was more of a young
adult beach than a f****y one. While it wasn't a nude beach, being topless and
in a thong would not result in any real problems, but it was pushing the
envelope for that particular beach. She would be noticed, and she would be
watched. She only hoped it would be a nice relaxing afternoon, both for her and
her owner.

She followed dutifully as Miss Karen searched for an ideal spot. Slut had no
idea what the criteria was, but it almost seemed as though her owner was trying
to expose her to as many people as she could before settling down on a location.
The beach was particularly crowded. Miss Karen finally stopped, and turned to
point at an area immediately in front of her.

"Set up my lounge chair here, slut. Facing the sun." Miss Karen said, loudly
enough for the people around them to hear. Slut was mortified, but she did not
hesitate. Placing everything carefully on the hard-packed white sand beach, she
quickly set up the lounge chair and positioned it just as Miss Karen wanted.
"Now d**** the beach towel over it.", Miss Karen ordered. Slut carefully spread
the towel out over the lounge chair, smoothing out any wrinkles. She could feel
a hundred sets of eyes upon her, and avoided looking around for verification.
"Now remove my hat and tie it to the back of the lounge chair." Slut felt her
pussy beginning to throb as she tied the hat to the chair. She saw that her
nipples were protruding completely through the wide mesh of her little top, and
felt her chest tighten up. "Now remove my wrap, fold it, and place it in my
bag." Miss Karen lifted her arms to give slut unfettered access to the wrap.
Slut gently pulled it loose and turned away from the slight breeze to fold it.
She placed it neatly in the canvas beach bag. She caught a glimpse of someone
pointing at her, then of another person elbowing a friend and nodding in her
direction. She wondered if anyone within eyesight of her wasn't watching. "Now
remove my sandals and place them under the lounge chair in the shade." Slut
knelt to carefully remove each sandal and positioned them just as Miss Karen
said to. It was with some relief that she watched Miss Karen sit down on the
lounge chair and adjust herself until she seemed comfortable.

"Oil me."

Slut reached quickly into the bag and retrieved the only bottle of oil in it.
She was now breathing so shallowly that she wondered if she wouldn't pass out.
Her hands shook as she squirted a liberal amount of the oil onto her hands and
began rubbing it into Miss Karen's perfect skin. She started with her left arm,
working from the hand to the shoulder, then did the right. Lacking any specific
instructions, she then carefully applied lighter amounts of it over Miss Karen's
face and down her neck. She spread it liberally over her upper chest and tried
to speed through applying it around and over her owner's breasts. Miss Karen
told her to slow down and take her time. She said she wanted the job done
correctly rather than quickly. She used a tone that was so condescending that
those around them must surely know she was nothing more than a dumb servant of
some sort. She felt herself blushing as she spread the oil down over Miss
Karen's flat stomach to the top of her bikini bottom. Miss Karen spread her
legs, putting her feet on the sand on either side of the chair. Slut looked
down on her mound, tormented that the object of all of her desires was so very
close. If only she could..."No dawdling, you ignorant bitch!", Miss Karen
snapped. Slut began rubbing the oil in all around Miss Karen's luscious pussy,
pressing and kneading her inner thighs and up along and just under the leg bands
of the bikini bottoms. She thought she heard Miss Karen sigh, but couldn't be
sure. Wanting to linger there but knowing she could not, slut proceeded to oil
up the rest of Miss Karen's legs and, finally, her feet. When she was finished
she placed the bottle back in the bag. Miss Karen had closed her eyes and
appeared already to be in a deep state of relaxation. She looked so beautiful.